Elizabeth Yangp Yong Whore ❤️❤️

About Ulsan

Picture this—me, starin’ at whore, thinkin’, “You’re a real piece of work.” Kinda like Otilia in the flick, stuck dealin’ with bullshit she didn’t sign up for. “It’s all set now,” she says—ha, famous last words. Whore’s the same—looks “set,” then bam, your farm’s a graveyard. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d rather limp than trust this weed.

A Men's Drinking Club with a Running Problem.

A man working at a cemetery in North Dakota was stopped in his tracks recently by the peculiar sight of three turkeys repeatedly circling a.

Man, today was a wild ride in Yangp-yong. Like, seriously, I didn’t expect my day to go like this. I woke up, grabbed my coffee from that little joint on Gyeonggi-daero. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that one. I swear, their coffee is like liquid gold.

Parents called for mental health help. Police arrived and fatally shot their son.